Laundry Day

Well last week the washer decided to die.  It was 22 years old.  For an appliance that is a good long life.  I'm not complaining.  However, I wish it hadn't left with a full tub of stinky, dirty water.  Do you know how hard it is to hand wring a load of towels, sweatshirts and pants?  It's not an easy task.  As my daughter and I wrung them out one at a time, I reminded her that "back in the day" they had to do all laundry by hand.  We are very lucky to have a machine to do it most days.  We were just as lucky to have a boat pump to get the water out of there...PEE EWWW!

So, with a working dryer at least, I have to run to the laundromat to wash the clothes and lug them back home to dry.  I decided I would go by myself and read while they washed.  There are two laundromats to choose from in town and I chose the one with no cars in the parking lot.  Well as soon as I pulled in, someone else did as well...of course!  This is how it always works, right? I just want to sit quietly alone and read my book and do my laundry.  NOPE this was not to be. They were nice people, but very loud, yelling at the kids.  It's hard enough on steroids to focus on reading but with all of that going on...forget about it.  I did get a few pages in at least. 

As I looked around I noticed a sign on the wall that said you absolutely cannot wash horse blankets.  I wonder how many horse blanket issues they must have here to warrant a sign addressing just this?  I found that funny.

One thing I didn't bargain for was how incredibly HEAVY the clothes were going to be to get back home.  I am so weak and fatigued from this current Ulcerative Colitis flare up, on top of being on Benadryl for an allergic reaction I was just exhausted by the time I got back home.  That is the last trip I make by myself with the laundry.

Luckily, we are getting my Dad's old washer on Friday, so I won't have to venture out again.  It really makes you appreciate so much having a washer at your house.